User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-1298206-20190628042755/@comment-4677325-20190629051141

Despite the relative peacefulness of the surrounding woodland, it was hard not to be naturally hardened by the environment every woodlander had come to know. From a collapsed tent in the clearing, closer to the river, a soft and low groan could be heard as somebeast stirred awake from, quite possibly, unconsciousness, the fabric rustling and moving against the wind. The smoldering fire crackled slightly as a stick collapsed underneath its own weight.